it's my life. don't you forget

Penny Larceny for-DANGER GLOBAL WARMING http://www.blacksmoke.org/danger/  
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Every night as i lay,i close my eyes, breath deep, and pray...

i hope that everything will one day be better than it's been, and i hope that i've learned all the lessons i've been taught. and i hope that i can be an example to show that i survived from pure strength, and didn't give up,

instead fought.

no one i've ever met is perfect.

not you, not i.

so to look judge and point at anyone for anything

is just destructive.

   

all alone tonight, with no one to hear

all the voices that talk fast,

and speak so loud in my ear.

you can't hear that?

really?

it doesn't make sense

it's stifling.

it's in Japanese i think...

maybe Chinese,

i dunno...

all i hear is Any Sedaris doing "ching chong" in my head

and it echoes and babbles

everything that's ever been said.

click here;

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tJk3FfMt13E

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pr-eipuwGnk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JjkCtVlfmhE 

 

all i know is what i see.

every detail i catch 

and with the execution of a marksman i relate

what it is i have seen

and it comes to life from my dream.

i may not have gone about my life as you would have.

that's ok.

it's my life, and my time,  and it's none of your business  anyway.